(A) on the road to Jiuzhaigou Huanglong preparation is far from sufficient. In addition to calcification of the beautiful Huanglong pools and chartered to go to Huanglong Chuanzhusi outside does not seem to additional information.
Out to Jiuzhaigou mouth, still immersed in the Haizi Jiuzhai were suddenly aware of one thing, the whole Mizoguchi does not have a visitor, in addition to me and ying. Does have a motor 3322. An owner asked us where to go next to parked a few more owners of a small bread Liankandoumei have a look at our. Really discouraged. 13:00 more, anyway, is so decided to first go to fill their stomachs. At that time, the god of destiny once again tend to me (Ying considered living Buddhas, spreading the credit). The distance you see a minibus come rolling in, just-do, carrying a large bag rush. Guwahati! Is to Songpan crossing vehicles. Met with the same car as met with relatives. Very lucky to find two in the last row of seats. Mizoguchi has passed up a lot of people, cars seriously overloaded. Here are the bus is said to look like. Many of them are local Tibetans, dressed in neat. Fuel tank sitting on a Tibetan girl, eyes wide open, wind and sun into a red Lianpang was scarred. I looked at her, she looked at me, eyes still falls mainly knee holding a big yellow backpack. In addition to our board, only two tourists in Australia come. With the mission to the Jiuzhaigou, the dissatisfaction in the groove just waiting for one day, walking off the Corps itself, but also make life difficult for them to catch this type of vehicle. Their next goal is to Xi'an and Beijing. Introduce them to the terracotta warriors and horses, and Mountain. Also told them not to forget the Chengdu and Xi'an snacks. Sitting next to me is a revised nine yellow airport master, very talkative, and very profound. Introduced me to the topography of Sichuan, nine yellow at the airport in the western Sichuan's development prospects, and so on. For me it seems very interested in the translation, each said a paragraph, will automatically stop to let me translate to listen to the two foreigners.
Car has been in the mountains around. You can see much of the snow-capped mountains. Yak horses on the ground found, an excuse itself from the late fall the grass with one of calm. Master who told me that the source of Minjiang River is here. A confluence of small streams that eventually became the Minjiang River.
The original car is usually around 12 points to Jiuzhaigou mouth. Today, however, arrived late, it was only to catch up with us. Only this one. Can not help but soon as lucky to illegal channels.
Songpan afternoon on a bus to the river (good to hear the name), through the Yellow Dragon. Master think we can go straight to Huanglong, do not live in Chuanzhusi. There is also the same car to a Mr. Huang. Huanglong ticketing systems is their company's products, this time in the past to deal with some minor problems. He and his accompany in the lower to the Huanglong Chuanzhusi car. Sure enough, wait until the 3:30 left. Not many people on board can be comfortable to sit down and put a bag on the side. Car has been climbing. Followed a dirt road to a key place, the driver abruptly put on hold the original joke. Capacity in the A's singing has also stopped. Winding mountain road car in the rough line, and some turn a great extent, almost 180 degrees. The shining of the direct sunlight come in, people could not open eyes. Xuebaoding in front and reached the highest point (five more than 1000 meters), only to find snow-capped mountains on the side, it is full of white and smooth peaks temptation. Because the sun, the surrounding mountains to see the past, it looks as though a layer of fog and Mongolia. To Huanglong is a 5-point more. Huanglong is a typical tourist spot. Previous Buzhuo Village, after Buzhuo shop, unlike Jiuzhaigou's prosperity. Only two hotels. Charles sigh hotel 100 yuan a room, but the lady said there was no water, water pipes broken. Another Hualong Hills know a door is not our place to live. Sure enough, Qizhe Afterwards, 488 yuan. Everywhere you looked there is no longer a hotel. You can not help Antan had known, it is better to live Chuanzhusi. Rather not willing to go Char sigh. The results of Heaven always leaves people a way out, casually asked a local to a restaurant we are introduced to the peasant woman. You can get to her home, 20 yuan per person. So we stand on the tractor, far away. That tractor is really dirty (in the installed equipment before us is garbage), the courage sat down, only pay close attention to iron. All the way under the mountain and touched the turn, the constant fear that they will be thrown to. Finally to a mountain village, saw the smoke curl, cattle and sheep flocks to back away, when suddenly there was a moving, hard day's work and adventure are forgotten or ignored. Villages have to pass a stream, chatting up Jigen wood for the bridge. Are Muban Fang, a lot of other people's roofs have a satellite receiver, it should be a rich village.
Author: happylee
